Birthday:February 14th 2004Likes:Bully sticks! I also like car rides, when mom has a day off, naptime w/daddy, and my sister, the cat, who plays with me (yet still makes this strange sound and swats me with those spikey things in her hands when I get too close.)Pet-Peeves:Those who think they can resist my cuteness. ill-informed old biddies who don't like "those kinds of dogs." the rain, rumble strips in the road when i'm trying to sleep in the car.Favorite Toy:Squeaky hamburger- destroyed. Crunchy catfish- destroyed. Stuffed Snake- destroyed. Planet Dog Nut and Bolt- destroyed. Clear plastic horseshoe- destroyed. Fake Nylabone Kongs- destroyed. Dinosaur- destroyed. Tire Biter- destroyed. Kong football- ok.Favorite Food:Natures Variety Venison dog food. Yum. I'ersonal electronics such as the cable remote, laptop power cords, and iPod earphones are also quite tasty, but nobody ever allows me to finish them.Favorite Walk:Sinatra Park along the Hoboken waterfront - I get to meet lots of new people and watch the kids skate the halfpipe.Best Tricks:Round #2 of obedience classes complete. Heading for the CGC test in a month or so. (Mommy & Daddy didn't ween me off of the prong well enough to take the test yet. Bad Mommy & Daddy! GRRRR) I'm still looking forward to being a therapy dog. Roo!Arrival Story:I was a gift to my mommy and daddy from a very loud bald man. It's much quieter here.Forums Motto:I am not a monster.The Groups I'm In:Hoboken HoundsI've Been On Dogster Since:

Ok. We have a new home, a de-lux apartment in the sky. Ok, maybe not de-lux, but it's nicer. Daddy and Mommy were grumpy becuase someone called "the cable guy" took weeks to get the glowing box working. Regardless, I love it here. This whole building is FILLED with dogs! My next door neighbor is something with a constant high- pitched bark. Over the weekend, I went for quite a few LONG walks by the waterfront and met so many nice people and dogs.

For the last few days Mom and Dad have been putting stuff into my cardboard chew toys (they keep calling them boxes) and wrapping them up with this reasonably tasty sticky stuff toy on this fun roll (they call it tape). I think that somethings afoot.
Also, Dad keeps coming home all dirty and covered in colored material (they call it paint and spackle) and using lots of bad words. I think he's working on a new kennel for us.
I'll keep you posted.